ALL OUT OF LUCK

Don't work on a Sunday
Don't sleep on a Monday
Just think of a fun day when your life
Is getting you down yeah
To get through a heartache
Just picture a spring day
And play in the bright daylight a while
So give it a chance
You won't regret it

'Cause you know today won't last
forever
Tomorrow has a brand new name
I´ll give you all that I can offer
The rest is all up to you

Yeah, you're all out of luck
If you wanna give up
You've got to let go of all your bad
memories
Breaking it up
Means bringing it down
You need to get right back on track
'Cause you're all out of luck
If you wanna give up
You've got to believe in yourself
You'll be fine
'Cause you'll be mine
So just wake up before it's too late
And you're all out of love

Don't work on a Sunday
Don't sleep on a Monday
Tomorrow's a new day all the time
Just waiting for you, yeah
From dawn until midnight
Or asleep in the moonlight
You'll always be allright
Just as long as you follow your heart

You're all out of luck...

Flytjandi: Selma
Lag: Þorvaldur B. Þorvaldsson
Texti: Sveinbjörn I. Baldvinsson



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